Milhouse: Hey Bart, look. Krusty trading cards. The long-awaited
"Eight Series".
Bart: [reading the cards] "Krusty visits relatives in Annapolis,
Maryland. Krusty poses for trading card photo."
Milhouse: Hmm...he seems to be running a little low on ideas.
Bart: Well, at least you got the gum.
Milhouse: [biting it] Ow! I cut my cheek.
-- Only $1.49 a pack, "Treehouse of Horror IV"
"Eight Series".
Bart: [reading the cards] "Krusty visits relatives in Annapolis,
Maryland. Krusty poses for trading card photo."
Milhouse: Hmm...he seems to be running a little low on ideas.
Bart: Well, at least you got the gum.
Milhouse: [biting it] Ow! I cut my cheek.
-- Only $1.49 a pack, "Treehouse of Horror IV"
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- Bart: Oh boy! Free trading cards!
Milhouse: Wow! Joseph of Arimathea!
Twenty six conversions in A.D. 46. Nelson: Whoa,... - Bart: Oh boy! Free trading cards!
Milhouse: Wow! Joseph of Arimathea!
Twenty six conversions in A.D. 46. Nelson: Whoa, a... - Homer: [folding a balloon incompetently] And then, take that.
and... put that in there, and you...ah! ... - Bart: Okay, Milhouse, how many Krusty autographs should I put you
down for?
Milhouse: A hundred! Bart: Consider it done. ... - Marge: Who wants to say Grace?
Lisa: Why don't we let our guest do it?
Milhouse: Bless us O Lord... Bart: [whaps Milhouse]... - Bart: Hey, Milhouse. I want you to know that I'm glad at least one of
us got the part.
[Milhouse explodes] Bart: Milhouse! [a leg lands... - Bart: Milhouse...Milhouse, wake up, quick! Look out the window.
Milhouse: No way, Bart. If I lean over, I leave myself... - Krusty: Aw, heck: now where am I gonna get a danish?
Bart: Here's a danish, Krusty! Krusty: Gimme, gimme... - Bart: I'm telling you, I _do_ work on the Krusty show.
Look at the credits! [presses "play"] ...
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- Homer: {Whoa, whoa, whoa -- let me get this straight.
They let everybody out of school early just... - Ned: I feel like I violated Matthew 19:19.
Rev.L:
Huh? Ned: Love thy neighbor. Rev.L: Oh, Matthew <... - Bart: Ohh, I'll never get that game.
Marge: [walking in] Tuck-in time!
[singing] All aboard the sleepy train To visit... - eats ham, but his stomach groans]
Stomach...churning!
[eats some more] Bowels...clenching! Not much time... - Homer: Wait a minute, these mallet things are padded with foam rubber.
What's the point? Bart: They work much better without...
